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Valis has a minion!
Spaz the Reliquary Creature
Spaz the Reliquary Creature
Valis
Legacy Name: Valis
The Common Devonti
Owner: Lisa
Age: 5 years, 1 month, 1 week
Born: February 18th, 2019
Adopted: 4 years, 4 months, 2 weeks ago
Adopted: November 8th, 2019
Statistics
- Level: 1
- Strength: 10
- Defense: 10
- Speed: 10
- Health: 10
- HP: 10/10
- Intelligence: 1
- Books Read: 1
- Food Eaten: 1
- Job: Unemployed
It was late on a Sunday afternoon, when the family had just arrived home from church. It had been another interminable sermon that seemed directed straight (no pun intended) at him. His parents were good friends with the vicar, so it wasn't beyond possibility that they had put the old man up to it. He trudged off to his room, ready to get online, maybe play a game or two, anything to forget the hate he felt that day. He barely passed through his door when his father came up behind him.
"Get your things ready, Valis. Enough for two weeks, clothing for hot weather and work. You'll be leaving this evening." The stern man turned on his heel and left before Valis could form a reply. It wouldn't be any use arguing with him anyways. Two weeks. God, he hoped this wasn't going to be like that camp he'd been to a few years back. He shuddered, quickly flinging away an angry, scared tear. He woodenly packed his things and in a few hours, he was off, flying away to parts unknown.
Surprised was an understatement, when Val stepped off the plane, sand whipping his face, to see a young man his own age standing near a Jeep. "You Valis? Name's Jon. The professor will be glad to have another hand in the dig. He's sure we're close to something. He says he can feel it in his bones. It's exciting, really. I can almost feel it too. I'm sorry, I tend to natter on when I'm excited. It'll be nice to have someone near my age here."
Valis blinked, eyes wide. This...wasn't what he expected. "Hello Jon...you said something about a professor? A...dig?"
"Oh! Yes. Professor Hemsworth did say your parents hadn't filled you in. Odd thing that, to send someone to something like this without them knowing the whats and whys and wherefores! Sorry, sorry! I'm doing it again, aren't I. I'll explain on the way what's up. Let's go, shall we?" The other man almost skipped to the driver's side of the vehicle, smiling over at Valis as he started the engine.
The next week was a blur of learning - the site, the dig, the professor, the other workers...Jon. It was an archeology dig, unearthing the remains of a long dead pharaoh and his treasure, logging the findings. It was hard, dirty, sweaty work with long hours...and Valis loved it. He guessed his parents thought maybe the hard work would knock him into shape. By the end of the second week, he was penning a letter back home, telling them that he wasn't coming back. He'd made up his mind...helped by long talks with Jon at night. He was staying, and if his parents cared a whit at all, they would send the rest of his things, maybe a small stipend, and be happy for him. If they didn't...well, he'd make it on his own...or maybe not so on his own at all.
story and overlay by Lisa, background from FreePik with color edit by Lisa
ruin and vines from PNGtree
Pet Treasure
Cartographer Tool Kit
Experienced Archaeologist Excavation Kit
Coiled Rope
Old Compass
Silver Panzer Hydra Medal
Saheric Scroll and Case
Handy Atlas
Ancient Saherimos Text
Ancient Codex Scroll
Dusty Old Map
Mummy Punching Airbag
Chubby Morostide Mummy Plushie
Mummy Rag Doll
Tomb
Ancient Rubble
Crypt Dust
Old Arrow Head
Ancient Kora Plushie
Ancient Kora Figure
Shrine of the Silver Manchu
Glazed Tile
Saheric Cipher Disk
Cracked Stone Curlicue
Intricately Carved Artifact
Mostly Restored Antique Vase
Beloved Cracked Vase
Ancient Yellow Pot
Broken Sacred Lands Pot
Ancient Terracotta Pot
Ancient White Pot
Ancient Gray Pot
Ancient Blue Pot
Ancient Black Pot
Vase Reliquary
Box Reliquary
Squat Reliquary
Domed Reliquary
Silver Summit Key
Gold Summit Key
Iron Summit Key
Bronze Summit Key
Scarab of Scholars
Scarab of the Pharaohs
Common Scarab